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"I’m not easily spooked, but something about Oliver’s lakeside château - with all of its reflective glass - gives me the creeps. It feels disorienting somehow, to be always on display. Or maybe it’s Oliver himself and his Stepford wife. Either way, I can’t help but wonder how many people have been murdered out there in those woods."

CMBYN reimagined as a psychological thriller - told through words and pictures.

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Rin Matsuoka’s senior year of university is full of terrifyingly hysterical irony such as losing his swimming scholarship to a foot cramp and suddenly not having a way to pay for his last semester before graduation. He enlists himself in paid dating services on a desperate whim; he wasn’t supposed to fall in love with an orphaned billionaire, so naturally, that’s exactly what he does.

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"There are three estates in Parliament but in the Reporters' Gallery yonder there sits a Fourth Estate more important far than they all. It is not a figure of speech or witty saying, it is a literal fact, very momentous to us in these times." -- Edmund Burke (1729-1797)

The Fourth Estate: a segment of society that wields the soft but momentous power of public opinion despite its lack of formal recognition within the political system.

Or, the first thing that rebuilds itself after Sendak's defeat is the press. With the press comes social media. You know what you get when you have social media? Fandom. You get fandom.

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Myun Wu-Kim was a man that had it all. But when a scandal rocks his picture-perfect marriage, he quickly discovers who his true friends are.In a bid to feel purpose again, he decides to throw his energy into forming an exclusive club with those that stuck by him. The eclectic group couldn't be more different, but they all share a common bond - they have high-profile exes.

Join Joonmyun, Sehun, Tao, Jongin, and Minseok as they navigate their lives and loves after marriage. Can the First Husbands put aside past feuds, face personal fears, and reveal dark secrets, in order to be the brotherhood they deserve to be?

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It all started with a group portrait commission to the Author... or: Neo-Queen Serenity Majestically Enrolling The Shitennou+Helios As Cheerfully Objectified Posing Bishies And How Everything Snowballed From There.---------------------------------------------------------A big sloppy kiss to Frizzy for ultimately (or firstly?) triggering this madness with her Sailor fanart daily challenge and her illustration of Mamoru in a hoodie + Diana/Shadowsphere21 on DeviantArt for enabling and collaborating to the written part of this Id-juice ;p

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He tasted of moscato, cherries and chocolate, all warm and soft against Yoongi. He knows he shouldn’t do this, knows he is taking too much when he shouldn’t be taking anything at all. It’s okay. Jimin trusts him, and Jimin gives, but he can’t give everything. It’s okay. And Yoongi knows this, but he takes and takes all that he can without hurting Jimin—without Jimin realising.

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YouTuber Alec Lightwood is dared by his sister to follow a Magnus Bane make-up tutorial, and when the results are not so great, Magnus reaches out to offer to do Alec's makeup himself, and when they meet in person sparks fly.

“Alexander, you’re going to mess up your makeup if you don’t learn how to eat properly, and I spent far too much time and energy on that to let a little chocolate mess it up,” Magnus laughed, leaning close to Alec and swiping his finger over the top of his lip, sending a shiver through Alec’s entire being.

He showed his finger to Alec, showed him the flash of chocolate frosting that had been out of reach of Alec’s tongue, that was now resting on his finger tip. He had a mischievous look on his face that made Alec raise an eyebrow at him, curious as to what he was up to before he popped the finger into his mouth, lips closing around it in a way that made his eyes flutter.

“We’ll just have to find some other way to mess up my make up, then,” Alec said at last, voice low and husky, a stranger to his own ears.

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Mike runs into his ex-husband at ten AM on a Tuesday in a Whole Foods. He’s right in the middle of illicitly sneaking some pre-made asparagus into his mouth to see if he wants to put it in one of those little containers and take it out for lunch. He bites down, and looks up, and makes eye-contact with Tom across the food station as he robotically chews. The small part of him that doesn’t want to curl up and die notes that the teriyaki-based sauce is pretty good, actually.

“Hi,” he says, or tries to say. He still has asparagus in his mouth. He’s thirty-seven, he’s just seen his ex-husband for the first time in twelve years, and his mouth is full of a vegetable that he doesn’t even really like all that much.

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Braden liked his two selves separate, wanted the bear to be a bear, and the boy a boy: no special senses or extra strength, no yearning for the rivers or vague territorial aggression. He had to make things separate, because he was going to be a hockey player, and hockey players were human.

(or: He said bluntly, “So, about Andre,” and then: “He doesn’t know.”)